Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Jiang Xifeng's sensitivity to this matter was naturally impeccable.

She gently fiddled with the teacup in her hand, savoring the warm and fragrant tea, gazing at the bright early summer sunshine outside the window, and hearing the chirping of birds in the distance.

Her thoughts wandered along with the beautiful scenery. She pondered for a moment, then said lazily with a hint of teasing, "No one comes to visit you for no reason. You've been back to the capital for such a long time, but you didn't even send a telegram or make a phone call. You're in such a hurry. Could it be that this is about Li Huaide? Do you know about it?"

Li Weijun stood in front of the office window, holding the phone in his hand, looking through the glass at the busy traffic outside, feeling helpless.

Jiang Xifeng's teasing tone on the other end of the phone made him frown slightly and feel a little helpless.

There was a hint of anxiety and helplessness in his voice: "Auntie, you've made such a big scene. You scared Li Huaide so much that he drove his car into the wall. He's still lying in the hospital, thinking about going to southern Yunnan to avoid the limelight. You've made such a big fuss. It won't be long before everyone in the steel mill knows about it."

Jiang Xifeng chuckled, as if she didn't care about the consequences at all. She slowly opened her red lips, with a relaxed and disdainful tone: "What's the matter? Isn't this a good thing? My divorce with Li Huaide has been announced to the public. Everyone knows that Li Huaide and I have no connection at all. It will save us a lot of trouble when we get a marriage certificate. It's a good thing."

After hearing this, Li Weijun frowned and a bitter look appeared on his face.

Jiang Xifeng's beautiful face and charming smile emerged in his mind. Her figure, appearance, interests, and even soul were all unique.

But her capricious temper gave him a huge headache, as if every decision carried unpredictable risks.

He sighed, trying to make his voice sound more resolute. "Good thing? Auntie, you are just putting me on the spot. Didn't we discuss this before? We have to proceed slowly and steadily with a plan. Now, I have become a disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial person. No, I think we should take our time in getting a marriage certificate."

He stood there, feeling weak, his eyes wandering around the office.

Every move Jiang Xifeng made seemed so confident and so natural, as if the whole world was under her control.

Li Weijun shook his head helplessly, feeling bitter. He knew that as a relative, Li Huaide was in a hurry to get a divorce certificate from Jiang Xifeng, and he quickly got a marriage certificate from her not long after. This matter was controversial in the first place, and if someone with no ulterior motives exaggerated it, his spine would be broken.

Just as Li Weijun was trying earnestly to persuade Jiang Xifeng to turn back from the wrong path and stop in time, Zhang Yunzhen, with his ear pressed against the wooden door, holding his breath, and his gossipy soul burning, felt a surge of excitement in his heart.

He squatted by the door, adjusting his posture carefully, afraid of making any sound.

What the hell? If I heard correctly, Li Weijun and Li Huaide's wife Jiang Xifeng are having an affair? Huh? No wonder after coming out of the hospital, he rushed over and called Shanghai. This is the reason.

But the question is, doesn't Li Huaide regard Li Weijun as his good nephew? Is it still possible? What about the young widow Qin Huairu in the courtyard? Is this a drama between two women, or are they unaware of each other?

Zhang Yunzhen, who was eavesdropping at this moment, felt his brain go blank and he was stunned for a long time without reacting.

Logically speaking, having worked as a security guard for so many years, in order to eliminate enemy spies and carry out undercover work, Zhang Yunzhen had disguised himself as a shoe brusher, a teacher wearing long sleeves, and even a rickshaw driver.

Having been exposed to all kinds of professions, he has heard all kinds of strange stories and can be considered well-informed, but Li Weijun's story is really shocking. My goodness, it's okay to eat what's in the bowl, but why is he always thinking about what's in the pot?

Today, Zhang Yunzhen finally felt the pain of Yi Lei's gnashing of teeth. What kind of thing is this? Those who are dry will die of drought, and those who are flooded will die of floods.

And judging from this situation, Mrs. Li Huaide is probably not a good person, at least she is the daughter of a powerful family. If Zhang Yunzhen were to be the son-in-law, at least she could have avoided decades of detours, but unfortunately, some things are only limited to imagination and cannot be realized.

Zhang Yunzhen took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his excited mood, and then was about to stand on tiptoe to continue eavesdropping on the content.

Unexpectedly, Yi Lei, who had been standing guard at the door of the duty room, ran over in a hurry, his face full of anxiety, and he said breathlessly: "Brother Zhen, a hot-tempered crazy girl just came outside, saying that her name is Ji Xiaotao and she wants to see Li Weijun. She looks like she is not ordinary. The director of their steel rolling mill, Director Yang, is now accompanying her here with a playful smile. Do you think we should notify Li Weijun?"

Zhang Yunzhen was stunned for a moment, thinking, where did this situation come from? Before he could make a decision, he heard footsteps coming from the room. It seemed that Li Weijun was ready to come out to meet this sudden change. He took a deep breath, quickly sorted out his thoughts, and prepared to deal with the upcoming chaos.

Ji Xiaotao and Director Yang began to inspect and understand Li Weijun's situation and his interpersonal relationships in the steel rolling mill. Director Yang was always cautious and bowing beside him.

Zhang Yunzhen took a deep breath and slowly opened the office door. A burst of fresh air and bright sunshine greeted him.

He tried his best to look calm, even though his heart was already in turmoil. Outside the door, Ji Xiaotao was standing in the corridor, with Director Yang, who was smiling flatteringly, next to her. She was wearing a simple and capable professional suit, which made her look particularly different.

"Director Yang, this is Miss Ji, a top student at the National Academy of Fine Arts and the daughter of the Chief of Staff of our Shanghai Military Region."

For some reason, Director Yang's tone carried a hint of nervousness and awe.

Ji Xiaotao smiled slightly and stretched out her hand: "Director Yang, I have heard a lot about the steel mill and Li Weijun, so I came here to see you today."

Li Weijun held her hand and squeezed it gently, trying to read her intention from this simple action. But he found that Ji Xiaotao's eyes were firm and clear, and did not seem to be as hostile as he imagined.

"Ms. Ji, welcome to the steel rolling mill. What brings you here?" Director Yang asked politely, while at the same time he was thinking quickly about how to deal with this sudden situation.

Ji Xiaotao withdrew her hand, scanned the surroundings, and then fixed her eyes on Director Yang's face: "I heard that your employee Li Weijun has made considerable achievements in the sports world recently. My father and I are very interested, so we came here to see him."

Director Yang was shocked, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He knew that if he could take this opportunity to get closer to Ji Xiaotao, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit to the future development of the steel mill.

"Ms. Ji, there are many outstanding comrades in our factory. If necessary, I can introduce them to you." Director Yang interrupted.

Ji Xiaotao nodded, but her eyes remained on Li Weijun: "Don't bother, I mainly want to talk to Li Weijun today, I want to take a look."

The accompanying personnel and Director Yang looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. How could Li Weijun arouse Ji Xiaotao's interest?

"Well...of course." Director Yang agreed.